Hobie Defo Fucks You While On Call With Miguel (yk The Way They Can Like Communicate On The Watch? Yeah
hobie defo fucks you while on call with miguel (yk the way they can like communicate on the watch? yeah he'll just be fucking you casually while doing that. ) he probably speeds up too just to make you louder
- February 💞💞
thinkin abt how another anon suggested this scenario but hobie knows miguel has a thing for reader and .... tehe
hobie's already a little frustrated. the last mission left him with a headache that he'd just been able to get rid of, he's been away from you for entirely too long, and there's nothing else he wants to do at this point but stuff himself balls deep into you and hear the way you moan and cry and writhe on the bed.
it's where he's the happiest. your legs thrown over his shoulders, one of his veiny hands digging into the pillow behind your head, the other holding onto your hip. the way you're responding to hobie's tip kissing your cervix, it's mind numbing. it's like you're fucking singing.
hobie's lost in it. he thinks this is the best form of relaxation for him. he doesn't think anything could bother him at this point, nothing as long as you come around his cock for the third time.
until his wrist buzzes and he glances over at the watch to see fucking miguel o'hara's contact pop up. he groans, rolls his eyes, and his hips, your back arching with the movement.
"who ... who is it?" hobie would grin at how speechless you are, how cockdrunk you are, but the watch is still vibrating and he's getting increasingly more and more pissed off.
hobie forces out his name, the syllables thick and filled with disgust. your pout up at hobie doesn't help much, not with the way your eyes are making hobie feel ... something. maybe guilt?
you don't want him to stop, the call ends and another begins, and suddenly hobie's remembering the way miguel looked at you the one time you two had been in the same place. he's remembering the way miguel stared at the polaroid that gwen and miles drooled over, fawning over how pretty you were.
so he's sitting back, answering the call, and speeding up just a little, just for the hell of it.
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nanami kento carries band aids in his wallet in case they are ever needed (unbeknownst to you) and one day, when you’re grocery shopping, he sees you walk with the slightest limp.
“whats wrong?”
you’ve stopped to pick out some tomatoes. “what do you mean?”
“you’re limping,” he says, hands on the shopping cart. “are you hurt?”
“oh. i’ve got a blister,” you respond nonchalantly, drop a fat tomato into a plastic bag. “but i really like these shoes and i forgot to put a band aid on.”
he kneels, much to your surprise, takes out his wallet and out of the leather, a band aid. he takes your foot out of your shoe, peels down your sock and unwraps the band aid.
he applies it with ease, returns your foot into your shoe gently, stands to his full height.
you’ve got stars in your eyes.
“next time, pick some comfortable shoes, sweetheart.” he plants a kiss on your lips, pushes the cart over to the avocados.
“god, i think i love you, kento.”
a light smile quirks his lips upward, his tired eyes gleam. “i think i love you too.”
★ thinking about hobie brown’s slow-but-sure tactics to get you to turn full rebel.
thinking about how hobie will invite you to his piercing and tattoo appointments, to both gauge your reaction to a potentially new look (he’s always gassed after a new piece of jewelry or tattoo design) and nudge you to get one with him. he’ll try and coerce you with the promise of you looking stunning and sweet sentences like “it’d suit you perfect, yeah?” he’s only managed to convince you once, and that was when the two of you got matching nose rings. he’ll even do you the honor of buying a tattoo or piercing kit and doing it himself, if that makes you more comfortable.
thinking about dancing subtly with him anywhere and everywhere he happens to hear music, him telling you there wasn’t a good reason to be embarrassed about it because society looking at you like an idiot means nothing to him and it shouldn’t mean anything to you, either - in his apartment from a stereo, at a concert with deafening riffs and heart-pounding melodies, even in a convience store, when one of his favorites just so happens to trickle through the speakers.
thinking about how hobie brown is a rule-breaker, and will not subject himself to a boring meeting with miguel o’hara and his fellow spiders if he simply don’t feel like it. how he’ll take you by the hand or hook your arm with his or sprawl his lanky body over your shoulders and drag you away with a loud “yeah, we’re out. fun while it lasted,” to find something that will better suit his spontaneous whims.
thinking about his raw impudence and how, for better or for worse, he’s rubbed off on you. how he won’t hold back his snickering when he hears you quip back at miguel, the others standing speechless in a room of stunned silence, save for your boyfriend’s giggling. hobie relishes in the confused twitch of the older spider’s thick brow, flattened in a ‘what the hell did you just say to me?’ fashion. you and o’hara (who refuses to lose a verbal battle to someone who doesn’t know half the things he does) sass each other pretty another often after that, though the spiderman, knowing, curses hobie for corrupting you and molding you into another headache.
thinking about the goosebumps he gives you when he lifts you up or grabs you from behind, the wicked laughter that follows after you slap his arm and tell him that scared you! he tells you, “nah, you gotta live a little, sweets. ain’t you just lucky to have me, mmh? i’m gettin’ you to live. break you outta that shell, you little scaredy-cat.”
thinking about hobie brown, and how he only wants to see you happy and thriving.
Hobie Brown partying with latina!reader<3

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I’m already giggling about this shit and haven’t even started it 🤭 just picture that emoji cause that’s how i look rn. This is written from my perspective which is from a mexican living in Mexico going to 100% mexican perreos!!!
-It took a while to convince him to be honest
-Don’t take it the wrong way though!! He’s supportive and go ahead, perrea hasta el suelo but it’s just not his scene
-He’s not a reggaetón hater, he believes every type of music has a merit to it!! BUT ITS JUST NOT HIS SCENE
-Hacerle ojitos was enough to convince him lmao
-“Mi amor please! I want you to meet my friends” You whined, looking up at him all dressed up for the party that started in about thirty minutes. How could he say no when you were looking so pretty? “Shit ‘aight” He muttered, leaving to do his makeup as you kissed his cheek sweetly
-Now when y’all get there
-HE’S ASTONISHED TO SAY THE LEAST
-Yeah sure, mosh pits were crazy and the pubs he frequently attended were also wild but seeing
-People making out with a stranger then the next, some couple basically fucking in the couch next to the door, a girl downing shots like there was no tomorrow, besos de tres, and most importantly; el perreo.
-My man gets shy n shit like he holds your hand. pls help him no entiende nada
-Your friend approaches you with two plastic cups with some golden liquid that didn’t even reach the half of the cup. “Hey Hobie! Nice to meet ya’, my name’s Martha. Tengan, para ambientarse and getting the party started for you two!”
-Hobie thought it was dumb to drink so little of something, even more when he saw how effortlessly you downed your shot. “What’s this shit?”
-Tequila. It was Herradura. Now he knows why you pour so little for a single shot.
-HE WAS WHEEZING, SPILLING HIS GUTS OUT AND ABSOLUTELY BAFFLED BECAUSE HOW DID YOU DRINK THAT WITHOUT EVEN FLINCHING?????
-Your male friends definitely laughed a bit at that, pero en buena onda, they know how important Bee is to him so they’d never be mean to him hehe
-“Ay cabrón, Martha le dio tequila?” One of your friends say while laughing, his arm rounding your boyfriend’s tall figure “Sí, no soportó” You laugh back, kissing Hobie softly
-Your friends got to know him, silently questioning his intentions and stuff but not like they’re your parents. They mean well!! They just want their friend to be happy with this new dude, and some of them are men, so they definitely know how shit they can be
-“So this is what usually happens?” He asks, looking around as he takes it all in “Yup” you nod, popping the ‘p’ and smiling “I love it”.
-He found it all very freeing; no one judging, everyone moving as they pleased and drinking like hangovers weren’t real. No labels, no consistency. Just fun.
-Then… your friends pulled you to the circle to dance
-And he was done for.
-Seeing how you moved your hips in circles (something he was now sure was sort of a generic gift) changed his life forever
-You danced with your girlfriends, making a line of grinding and twerking from time to time. Some of their boyfriends reaching out to dance with them
-“Holy shit” Hobie muttered, entranced by how you ass moved in those shorts “Yeah, it’s something else” One of your friends who was now friends with Hobie (bonding over playing vodka beer pong) answered.
-“Try to dance with her man, I know you’re foreign and stuff but I don’t think Y/N/N would mind teaching you”
-His feet take him to you before he knows
-“Want me to teach you, love?” You shout so he can hear you over the music, and he just nods with a smile, holding your hands
-“Your work is just moving with me with your hands on my hips, look at Martha and her boyfriend”. He noticed how your best friend’s boyfriend kept a tight grasp on Martha’s hips, going down with her and up again if she did.
-Hobie replicated his moves and soon he got the hang of it
-Big, ring-clad fingers holding your waist tightly as he loosened his hips and felt your ass grinding against his crotch. You can feel how his tall figure looms over you, towering your smaller frame and you love it.
-As he gets more confident, he starts pulling you closer, kissing your neck from time to time and pulling away for a bit so you can scream some lyrics with your friends and then go back to him.
-It's safe to say he has a boner, yeah
-To you? It felt like an absolute dream! Imagine him grinding behind you to some track of Un Verano Sin Ti as he sings along to some of the chorus’s lyrics <3
-You got wasted, danced the night away, he perfected his spanish and you accomplished your dream; ver a Hobie Brown, el punk, perreando.
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Hobie Brown likes your tattoos.
You were asleep, warm in the comfort of the cushions and pillows of your own bed. With your stomach flat on the mattress and a leg draped on a pillow, it was the position most comfortable to you. You planned to sleep in until late in the afternoon but you flinch once you feel cold rings on your hip.
The shorts you were wearing didn't differ from your underwear, covered the same parts but just had different labels. So the tattoo on your left hip was completely exposed to whoever sees you. You felt the space in front of you dip.
"I didn't expect you here so soon," you mumble, a small smile on your lips as your eyes peek open a slight bit. Though, you didn't need to. You knew who it was from his presence alone.
His fingers continue to trace the outline of your tattoo, staring at it with no other intention than to admire it. "Wasn't s'pposed to." You hear him chuckle. He snuck out again.
"Hobie, at this rate, you'll get fired from your job," you say, trying your best to contain the giggles from the ticklish feeling of his fingers. You know he always did what he wanted and answered to no one but you couldn't help to be a little worried.
"Don't worry 'bout it, love." His hand starts to roam further up — to your other tattoo on the right side of your back, making your tank top rise and your skin crawl from the sudden cold of the steel from his rings. He laughs slightly, watching your shoulders rise from the contact of his accessorized palm on your back. "Most stunning thing I've ever laid my eyes on," he says as he leans to plant a kiss your shoulder.
"You talking about me or the tattoos?" you ask teasingly.
"What, 'gonna make me choose between one or the othe'? A bit cruel, innit?" He jests before his lips move to the space between your shoulder and neck.
A happy sigh leaves your lips as you turn to lay on your back, arms pulling him with you to envelope him in your embrace. "Missed you.."
He grins as he rests on top of you, hands finding their way around your waist and face comfortably at the crook of your neck, savoring your scent. "Missed you, too," he murmurs quietly against your skin.
